Chapter 220 Global Shock

Half an hour later.

Curry Country's capital, the Press Center.

Countless spotlights illuminated the press stage as bright as day; the sound of shutters clicking together was like heavy raindrops hitting a tin roof.

Singh, dressed in an expensive custom suit, stood on the stage with a glowing red face.

He straightened his golden tie, which he had specifically chosen for this "historic moment" as a symbol of glory and wealth.

He glanced around at the international journalists below, his chin slightly raised, his eyes reflecting an arrogance as if he had already conquered the universe.

“Ladies and gentlemen.”

Singh spoke into the microphone, his voice loud and carrying that unique accent that sounded as if his tongue were tied in knots:

“Today, I stand here to announce a piece of great news to the entire world.”

“We, ISRO, under the guidance of the great lord shiva, have not only overcome all technical difficulties but have also created our own miracle—curry speed!”

A burst of warm applause erupted from below, mainly from Curry Country's domestic media reporters; they were all excited, as if they had already seen the dawn of a rising power.

Singh enjoyed this atmosphere. He pressed his hands down, signaling for everyone to be quiet, and then dropped the bombshell:

“Many people question our capabilities and our speed.”

“But today, I want to tell you that all doubts will vanish into thin air!”

“In twenty days, we will officially launch our newest carrier rocket—the Polar Satellite Launch Vehicle PLUS version!”

When he mentioned the word “PLUS,” he emphasized it specifically, as if the suffix represented some sort of supreme power.

“With this launch, we will send 16 satellites into orbit all at once! This includes the core satellite of our Ministry of Defense's most important ‘Space-Based Reconnaissance Network’!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the foreign journalists below immediately broke into a commotion.

Twenty days?

Polar Satellite Launch Vehicle PLUS version?

One should know that just a month ago, news had leaked from within ISRO that they had encountered a technical bottleneck. How did it suddenly become “PLUS”? And how was such a tight launch window set?

Facing the skeptical looks of the reporters, a confident smile appeared on the corner of Singh's mouth.

“I know what you are thinking.”

He waved his hand, and the giant LED screen behind him suddenly lit up.

Densely packed data streams and complex 3D models of the rocket appeared on the screen.

“This is the full-process simulation data just completed by our supercomputer, ‘curry light’.”

Singh pointed at the giant green number in the center of the screen and announced loudly in a tone that was almost like a chant:

“Look! This is our confidence!”

“Full-process simulation, launch success rate—100%!”

“This is not just a number; it is ironclad proof that Curry Country's aerospace technology has reached world-class levels!”

“Those who once looked down on us, especially certain Eastern neighbors who pride themselves on speed—now, it's your turn to look up at us!”

Following Singh's highly inflammatory speech, the entire press center completely boiled over.

That day.

All of Curry Country was in jubilation; some people even started setting off firecrackers in the streets to celebrate.

And this detailed simulation data, boasting a “100% success rate,” quickly spread across the globe along with the press release.

...

Just as Singh had expected.

Once this data was released, it immediately caused a massive earthquake in the global aerospace and military-industrial circles.

Upon receiving this data, the scientific research institutions of major aerospace powers all fell into deep self-doubt.

Because the data was too perfect.

So perfect that it didn't seem like something Curry Country could produce.

Eastern Country, the Imperial Capital.

A document marked “Top Secret” was delivered to the relevant levels at the fastest speed.

After a preliminary assessment, this material containing detailed technical parameters was quickly distributed to various units with relevant research capabilities.

Among them was the General Armament Department.

Three in the afternoon.

A black Hongqi sedan with military plates was speeding on the road toward the General Armament Department.

In the back seat.

Liu Jianguo was frowning, holding that small bottle of quick-acting heart-saving pills, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the bottle.

Just half an hour ago, he had received an emergency meeting notice from the General Armament Department.

Over the phone, the Old General's tone was very serious; he only told him to come over immediately, as there was a major technical situation that needed assessment.

‘A major technical situation?’

Liu Jianguo looked at the scenery flying by outside the window, his right eyelid twitching incessantly.

‘Could it be... that rascal Li Jiajun has caused trouble again?’

He began to mutter to himself inwardly.

“Sigh...”

Liu Jianguo sighed, tucked the quick-acting heart-saving pills into his pocket, and prepared himself mentally to “clean up the mess” once again.

Ten minutes later.

General Armament Department, Meeting Room No. 1.

When Liu Jianguo pushed the door open and entered, he found the meeting room already full of people.

Besides several familiar leaders of military-industrial units, there were also many top Experts from the aerospace system, including that national-treasure-level rocket Expert—Engineer Wang.

The atmosphere was exceptionally heavy, with an oppressive feeling in the air that made it hard to breathe.

“Old Liu is here. Have a seat.”

The Old General sitting in the main seat nodded, signaling Liu Jianguo to take a seat.

After Liu Jianguo sat down, his gaze quickly scanned the documents on the table, only to find that what was printed on them was not the words “Li Family Toy Factory” as he had imagined, but a large Curry Country flag icon.

He froze for a moment, then immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Scared me to death. I thought that kid had blown something up again.’

‘As long as it's not Li Jiajun, anything is fine.’

Liu Jianguo moved his hand away from the pill bottle in his pocket, feeling much more relaxed.

“The reason I called everyone here is for the rocket data just released by Curry Country.”

The Old General didn't waste words and went straight to the point:

“The relevant materials have already been handed out to you. Take a look.”

“This is the analysis report just compiled by our intelligence department and scientific research units.”

Liu Jianguo picked up the document and began flipping through it.

The more he read, the tighter his brow furrowed.

Every parameter on it was beautiful to an excessive degree.

Engine thrust-to-weight ratio, fuel combustion efficiency, rocket body structural strength coefficient...

Every indicator reached the current international top level, and in some aspects, even surpassed it.

“Engineer Wang, you are the authority in this field. You speak first.”

The Old General looked at the white-haired Old Expert.

Engineer Wang adjusted his glasses, his expression more serious and puzzled than ever before.

He pointed at a set of data on the projection screen, his voice low:

“Chief, colleagues.”

“To be honest, when I first saw this data, my first reaction was... that this was forged data.”

Engineer Wang paused and continued:

“Because it is far too unreasonable.”

“Look at the efficiency of this engine's turbopump and the atomization parameters of this liquid fuel.”

“This requires extremely high precision machining capabilities and accumulation in fluid mechanics.”

“And as far as I know, Curry Country's industrial base simply cannot support machining of this level of precision.”

The meeting room was silent as everyone stared at that set of data.

“However...”

Engineer Wang changed his tone, his brow furrowed deeply:

“We have conducted repeated deductions and calculations.”

“This set of data is logically self-consistent.”

“In other words, if they really manufactured a physical object according to these parameters, then...”

Engineer Wang took a deep breath and spoke the words that sent a shock through everyone present:

“From the data, this rocket is indeed very formidable...”

“But this does not conform to the laws of science!”

“Their technical accumulation couldn't possibly have such a huge leap in just a few short months!”

“Unless...”

Engineer Wang didn't continue, but everyone present was an insider and understood his meaning.

Unless it was the West, meaning Old Ugly's side, giving them technical support. But that was also unlikely. After all, the West had been struggling lately.

The meeting room fell into a brief silence.

This conclusion was too shocking.

If Curry Country truly mastered this kind of technology, it wouldn't just be an issue for the aerospace field, but also a matter of national defense security.

After all, carrier rockets and intercontinental missiles are essentially only different in terms of their payload.

Listening to the Experts' analysis, Liu Jianguo tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and he also began to have doubts.

‘Curry Sticks...’

Various “glorious deeds” of that magical country surfaced in his mind.

Motorcycle acrobatics, a “League of Nations” arsenal, and a maintenance level that could not only crash planes but also blow up submarines.

‘These people are famously unreliable.’

‘And they suddenly became this reliable?’

‘It's almost like... a failing student suddenly getting a perfect score, and the problem-solving methods on the paper are even more advanced than what the teacher taught.’

No matter how Liu Jianguo thought about it, it felt eerie.

But he couldn't find a reason to refute it; after all, the data was right there and had been verified by top Experts.

“It's not just us.”

The Old General spoke again, breaking the silence:

“The Academy of Sciences and several other related research institutes have reached similar conclusions.”

“This report has already been submitted.”

The Old General pointed at the ceiling, his expression solemn:

“The chief above is very troubled by this.”

Everyone present understood the weight of “the chief above.”

At that level, they aren't just considering technical issues, but geopolitical and global strategic balances.

A neighbor with top-tier carrier rocket technology and a neighbor who frequently causes friction at the border—if they are one and the same, it is definitely not good news.

“The chief's instructions are very clear.”

The Old General stood up, his gaze scanning the room, his tone becoming powerful:

“It is better to believe it exists than to dismiss it.”

“We must attach great importance to and closely monitor this launch!”

“If Curry Country really achieved such a major technical breakthrough, it will completely change the global aerospace landscape and even affect the security situation in our surrounding areas.”

“All units must use every means possible to conduct a comprehensive assessment and monitoring of this launch!”

“Yes!”

A synchronized response echoed in the meeting room.

Liu Jianguo also stood up, his expression serious.

Although he still felt this matter was a bit surreal, military orders were as firm as mountains.

Regardless of whether Curry Country suddenly “rose up” after taking Viagra, Eastern Country had to keep a close eye on this launch.

And at this very moment.

It wasn't just Eastern Country.

Across the ocean at The Pentagon, in the Kremlin to the north, and at the European Space Agency...

The eyes of every capable country in the world were focused on that large country in the South Asian subcontinent.

ISRO, which was once regarded as a joke, had now become the focus of everyone's attention.

Everyone was waiting.

Waiting to see if, in twenty days, that rocket dubbed “PLUS” would soar into the sky and shock the world.

Or if, as before, it would just put on a big firework display for everyone.